The Woman From Hell

Chapter 73

"Hahaha, this young lady is pretty shrewd, huh? You're a good judge of character, accepting such a perfect lady as your goddaughter, Petra. Mr. Grant is really lucky to have such a clever and beautiful wife.” Mr. Zach happily raised his glass.

Theo stood up and took the wine glass from my hands, giving Mr. Zach a professional smile. "Thank you for the kind words, Mr. Zach. My wife is pregnant and can't drink, so I'll toast on her behalf."

"You’re too polite, Mr. Grant. Cheers!” Mr. Zach clinked glasses with Theo with a wide grin.

"Alright, you don't have to worry anymore now. Since Mr. Zach has agreed to help you out, he'll definitely get everything settled soon. Sit down and have something to eat. You’re pregnant, and you shouldn’t starve yourself." Petra pulled me to my seat with a smile, sounding just like a loving mother.

I finally breathed out a sigh of relief. I softly said, " Thank you, Petra.”

She smiled, not saying a word, and turned around to chat with the others.

After another round of toasting, everyone started chatting about the past.

Mr. Zach looked me up and down and asked Petra, " Petra, have you gotten any news about your daughter yet? I've been asking around in Salt City but..."

Petra, who had been smiling, suddenly revealed a pained expression. She dropped her head and said," I've been looking for her, but I've not received any news so far. It’s been so many years-it’s really tough!"

As long as you don’t give up, I'm sure you'll find her." Mr. Zach patted

up. She looked at me and said, "If she was still alive, she would probably be around the same

Mrs. Grant’s features d o bear a slight resemblance to yours when you were younger, Petra. Now I

agreement. All of

little unsure of what to do. I could only keep quiet

chat about other things. The crowd's attention

to the bathroom. I propped myself u

in front of me. "Rinse your mouth. It’ll

me with a glass of water in his

you here?" I took the glass of water and rinsed my

too well." He took my hand and

just leave." I stood at

happened to bump into her on

i n Salt City, he was still just a businessman. A rich and powerful lady like Petra would never take the initiative to

ask further questions. It was probably something to do with

spoke about

mother?" I suddenly recalled the things they had spoken about at the dinner table. I could not help but feel weirded out by the strange stares they had been